Mahopac Boot Camp

Who knew life in Mahopac was so tough? First, we had to swing across the dangerous swamp.

Then we scaled the highest mountains (or at least AWOL).

Next, we jumped into the frigid waters...

...and had to avoid sea creatures.

At last, mommy said the most important part of boot camp was getting your toes ready for your boots. Princess Army here we come!

Happy Birthday, Octoscar

Today Oscar turned ate. At least that's what we said, after we had Mema's yummy dinner and Aunt Julie's homemade Magnolia Bakery cake (cooked with huit flour).

The next morning, we headed str-eight to the lake for a swim.

But the highlight of the weekend was a trip to Brooklyn to watch Oscar throw out the first pitch as the hometown eight--um, nine--Cyclones played the Tri-City ValleyCats. We all convened on the diamond (too bad it isn't an octagon) before the game...

Mema gathered with seven of her eight grandchildren. Yeah, can anyone figure out who's missing?

Oscar threw an amazing strike, right over the pl8.

And then got to take home his very own Cyclones baseball - we had ocho much fun.

Newport Department of Transportation

Our final trip this summer to Newport required all modes of transportation.  On our first day, Mary arrived by carseat (accompanied, of course, by her family).

I figured I should show Nora how we big sisters swing - with help from "Uncle" Sean.  Funny how with all this energy exerted we don't seem to be going anywhere.

After they left, Liana and I tooled around town (or at least the parking lot) on a Plasma Car made for two...

...but daddy said he wanted to take me horseback riding.

Then I took a spin on Liana's two-wheeler (note, no training wheels!).

We spent a rainy morning at the library and built these special binoculars to go on safari - by elephant of course.

But imagine our surprise when a turtle made himself available for a ride!

After a busy week like that, it was nice to kick back in the tree to take our annual family photo.

 Bye, Newport and thanks for a "wheel-y" fun time.  See you next year!

Boat Wait, There's Moor

We had a "ferry" fun weekend - taking not one, but TWO ferries. First, it was the one to visit our cousins in Fire Island.

Holy "ship" - it was really windy on deck!

But that wind in my hair was nothing compared with the breeze I felt as Charlotte helped me navigate on a two-wheeler without training wheels.

Atticus also taught us a thing or two - about setting new records on his iPhone game.

Atty and I had a lot of fun snuggling at App-time.

The next day, we took the Staten Island Ferry to see the SI Yanks host the Brooklyn Cyclones, where we had four "fore" seats.

Once we got our bearings, I took a "bow."

As good as our seats were, nothing compared to the company - Ari and his mommy and daddy.

After the game we charted our course around the bases holding mommy's hands...

...but we went home with daddy.

Speaking of our way home, we waited forever for the Ferry back to the mainland (sort of)...but at least we had our first mate Ari's companionship.

Ahoy!

Wild About Key Wilde (& Mr. Clarke)

Thanks to mommy's colleague, Ralph, we have gotten really excited about a new CD: Rise and Shine by Key Wilde & Mr. Clarke. Today we got to hear them perform live at mommy's work - which was AMAZING! Here they are singing daddy's favorite song: The Rattling Can...

I don't know, YaYa, I think you do that song pretty well yourself considering you don't have a guitar (or Ralph on bass). I wonder which rendition our readers will prefer (and whether they will join us to check out K.W. & Mr. C. at Symphony Space in January.)